I Became a Genius Commander at the Academy Chapter 438

EP.438

On the continent of Europa, the name Peter Jaeger is known as the walking reaper.

Worst of all, when a child cries to throw a tantrum, it is normal for parents to tell him to stop crying because black-haired Peter Yeager is coming.

Even witches would spread the nonsense that when a plague broke out, if they brought in the god Peter Jaeger, who was much more scary than the plague, the plague would escape.

“Don’t leave a single one of Francois’ soldiers alive! “They deserve to be killed for daring to rebel against our empire!”

If a weak person who does not have the power to kill someone says that he will kill someone, that would be a scary thing to say, but it is a person who is extremely capable of doing so.

Saying that you will kill all those people in front of you has the power to make the person who hears it urinate.

‘The greatest weapon to subdue a large army is not magic, sword, or arrows. All you have to do is make the enemy fear your allies.’

Peter Yeager has devised and implemented numerous methods to create enemies that fear allies.

To maximize his fear, he grabbed his sword and instantly killed his enemy as if he were sashimi.

“Why is a bastard called the Grand Marshal of the Red Army holding a sword and fighting, even on the front line!”

“f*ck, I could change my fate just by killing that bastard…”

“Are you crazy? Are you crazy about wanting to die? “Are you going to cross swords with that crazy guy?”

Francois’ soldiers all know that if they can kill Peter Jaeger, they can change not only themselves but also their in-laws’ cousins.

‘But how can an ordinary person like me kill that monster?’

He, who is wearing armor that clearly says, ‘I am the Grand Marshal’, jumps into the square where several, if not dozens, of people are blocking the attack with swords and spears pointed at him.

Everyone stabs them with their spears, but the blades are blocked by the armor and do not penetrate.

I only blinked for a moment, but the polearms held by me and the soldiers around me had already been cut off and turned into short wooden poles.

After sighing, I hear the words of a colleague dying from Peter Jaeger’s sword, which was a few meters away, in my ears.

“mom! Marianne!”

Many of Francois’ soldiers were frustrated and despairing at the overwhelming force of breaking through the square formation of a platoon or company with his own strength.

Peter Yeager continues to swing his sword, exuding a cold and heavy lethal force like the reaper of death.

The only thing he has to say is that no matter what comes his way, it cannot become an obstacle.

Francois’ soldiers continued to be slaughtered.

Seeing this scene, Hugo Leblanc, a young ensign from the Francois Republic, completely pissed himself.

‘A man who was born a man and holds the title of officer is so frightened by the enemy’s strength that he urinates…’

I felt miserable thinking that, but I didn’t have time to even think about wiping away the urine or feel uncomfortable.

Still, he had to fight, so Lieutenant Hugo somehow gathered his platoon members with a sword.

“Leblanc platoon gather together! “We will kill Peter Yeager with our own hands!”

Following Hugo’s order, the platoon members had no choice but to gather.

“I can’t let the platoon leader die alone! Everyone gather together!”

“Peter Yeager, we’re going to cut that bastard’s neck!”

“This is your chance to turn the Reich Marshal into a sausage!”

To be honest, if other officers of the Francois Republic had given orders, the soldiers would have pretended not to hear them and slowly retreated, conspiring to run away.

‘Lieutenant LeBlanc is the one who spends his salary to buy us food…’

Apart from that, unlike other officers, he treated the soldiers in a non-overbearing manner and took care of them while putting up with himself being disadvantaged. Work, etc…

I couldn’t let the second lieutenant, who treated the soldiers like a human being, die alone, so I had no choice but to create a phalanx.

“Unite around Lieutenant Yugo!”

Peter Jaeger was secretly impressed by the platoon that came together like that even though the Francois Republic army was completely collapsed.

‘The units of the company and battalion have lost control, but they can fight so resolutely.’

A romantic officer could have let go of a platoon of outstanding individuals, but

…

Since Jaeger had initially declared that he would annihilate the enemy, no matter how brave he was, he had no intention of sparing them.

“I will kill you painlessly.”

Ensign Hugo calmed his trembling voice and gave an order as Peter Yeager approached.

“Let’s kill Peter Yeager and change hands!”

All of the platoon members responded vigorously that they would, but soon sorrow began to pour out of their mouths.

“My arm! my arm! Ahh!”

“f*ck, platoon leader… are you sorry…”

“Platoon leader, run away…”

In less than a minute, the battle line of one platoon was completely disorganized.

“Courage is highly regarded.”

Peter Yeager held the sword tightly and swung once, and this time, both heads rose into the sky at the same time.

Despite seeing that scene, the soldiers, determined not to forget the kindness they received from the platoon leader, attacked Peter Yeager until the end.

“Die, scum of the Reich Empire!”

“I’ll kill you and replace you!”

“죽어 이 개새끼야!”

Peter Yeager saw this and thought for a moment.

‘It feels like trampling on the Francois Republic army.’

“There is no way.”

Peter Yeager harvested the lives of the brave soldiers who pointed their swords at him one by one, even as everyone else was running away.

Every time someone’s life was harvested, the screams they made as they were cut or stabbed to death by a sword echoed throughout the battlefield.

Although he didn’t intend to, the only one left at the end was Ensign LeBlanc.

“Peter Yeager, you bastard of the empire!”

Although Grand Marshal Peter Jaeger did not have to listen to what a lieutenant said, he answered the man who would have been a capable commander if he had survived.

“Don’t be upset. “It’s just that our imperial army is stronger than your Francois Republic army.”

“Give my men back.”

“You are the one who drove them to their deaths. Still, I admire your courage.”

At the same time as he said those words, Peter Yeager swung his sword, sending the ensign’s sword flying high into the sky, and decapitated him with a single blow.

Next to him, soldiers of the 7th Division were massacring soldiers of the Francois Republic like grinding wood on a plane.

The officers continued to boost the soldiers’ morale behind the scenes.

“Long live the Reich Empire! Long live the Reich Empire! Kill those bastards without leaving a single one behind!”

The soldiers fought without fear of being injured or killed, with the intention of following in the footsteps of the Generalissimo whom they respected.

“Die Francois snail!”

And Wilhelm Keitel, who remained at the base, did not miss this battle situation.

“My father rose to the rank of Minister of Military Affairs based solely on his ability to supply and manage the rear, but as an outstanding frontline commander, I will rise to the rank of Minister of Military Affairs.”

Wilhelm’s ability was so outstanding that he rose to a position where only 3 out of 20 senior captains could rise.

However, even he did not dare to take on the position of Marshal…

‘No matter how much I fly or crawl, I cannot defeat His Excellency the Marshal.’

I don’t know if the times hate him or they don’t want to give him a chance, but there is a monster named Peter Yeager sitting in the position of Grand Marshal.

Realistically, the highest position a soldier could rise to was Minister of Military Affairs.

“Mobilize knights and archers to attack the enemy’s right flank and rear.”

“Yes, I understand. But wasn’t His Excellency the Marshal’s order to annihilate all the enemies?”

Senior Captain Wilhelm chuckled at those words.

Then he took out an order and showed it to his staff, and everyone who saw it was shocked.

“How dare you threaten to annihilate the enemy and then send them back.”

“If this news spreads, Francois County will collapse from within.”

“… It turns out that the official thesis written by the professors at the General Staff College saying that His Excellency the Marshal is something beyond a human being was true.”

Wilhelm chuckled when he heard that.

“yes. He is truly something born for war, not for man. But there are more operations than this.”

At those words, the staff could not hide their doubts.

“……?”

“Yes, does that make sense?”

At the same time, Martin Behrmann, the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force, arrived.

“At the order of His Excellency the Marshal, we boiled grain porridge for Francois’ soldiers to eat and even completed preparations for transportation. In addition, he has also completed preparations to go to where His Excellency the Marshal is.”

When Behrman said that he had prepared food for the enemy soldiers, the entire staff fell into confusion.

“Why are you giving food to the enemy?”

“It’s a waste of food for our troops…”

“What on earth are you thinking, Excellency the Marshal?”

When Wilhelm heard that, he smiled and answered.

“Look, is war all about winning? “The only way to win is to bring the public sentiment of the people living here to the empire.”

And then the man whom Behrmann had mentioned was seen crossing the Reich army toward Peter Jaeger.

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